marvel monster

Chapter 10 Happy Growth

"Mrs. Samantha?"

When Naginitang appeared again, he was already a six-year-old Asian boy. .

He pushed the door open skillfully, seemingly unaware of what was happening in the room, until he found Mrs. Samantha tied to a chair in the kitchen.

When he untied the tape from Mrs. Samantha's body, the other party's first words made Naginitang's pupils shrink involuntarily: "Go quickly, leave me alone, there is danger at home."

From the flustered look on the other party's face, Naginitang judged that the other party was not lying. Her tone was sincere, and there was only the smell of fear and worry in the air.

Naginitang wanted to tell the other person that the man was dead, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know why, but he couldn't say them out.

Fortunately, Wilson is back at this time.

With a "boom", the door of the Angel Orphanage was smashed open.

At this moment, Wilson's eyes were red, he clenched his fists, and his body was as strong as a wild bear, exuding a frightening aura.

His gloomy face seemed to be dripping with water, and the air was filled with anger, depression, and crazy killing intent.

Even with an axe, it might not be possible to split the three-centimetre-thick door in one go, but in front of Wilson, the door was like a foam toy.

His terrifying eyes scanned the surroundings, his eyes filled with murderous intent, but also gleaming with wisdom.

Wilson is not a good guy, but his intelligence is undeniable.

This afternoon, Wilson was selling illegal addictive drugs as usual, but the strange look in the dealer's eyes alerted him, and after using some violent methods, Wilson learned that Los Angeles, one of the drug trafficking leaders belonging to the New York faction, The information about him has been investigated for the past two days.

Wilson is very smart. Even though he is just a little gangster now, doesn't every underworld tycoon grow up from a little gangster?

At that time, Wilson speculated that Mrs. Samantha was in danger, which made him blame himself.

He knew that he was too showy and that he exposed the relationship between Mrs. Samantha to others. On the way back, Wilson thought a lot.

What if something happened to Lady Samantha? What if everything has reached an irreversible situation?

To be honest, Wilson, who had never known regret since he was a child, felt regret for the first time in his life.

However, when Wilson saw the newly untied Mrs. Samantha in the kitchen and the pair of scissors in Naginitang's hand, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He strode over and protected Mrs. Samantha and Naginitang with his broad arms. He comforted them: "Don't worry, don't be afraid. I'll take care of everything."

The thick palms and strong arms relieved the frightened Mrs. Samantha's mood to a certain extent.

Then Wilson stood up and closed the kitchen door. The moment he turned his head, a murderous intent like an evil ghost flashed in his eyes.

Seriously, if there was Naginitang in it, Wilson would be looking handsome right now.

But unfortunately everything was settled by Naginitang, so Wilson's behavior at this moment seemed a bit ridiculous to Naginitang.

Late at night, after searching to no avail, Wilson decided to take Mrs. Samantha and Naginitang away. Originally, he planned to take them to a safe place, but at Mrs. Samantha's strong request, Naginitang left. Was sent home.

Holding the trembling Mrs. Samantha in his arms, Wilson looked at Naginitang's leaving figure, with a flash of thought in his eyes.

He felt that something was not right. According to the information he received, Barnett had taken action against Mrs. Samantha today. Through Mrs. Samantha's story, Wilson also determined that that person was the leader of the New York drug lord stationed in Los Angeles.

But the problem is that Naginitang was too calm today, and the timing of his appearance was also wrong.

He should have arrived at the Angel Orphanage two buses earlier, but in fact, according to Naginitang's explanation, he was late today due to some personal issues.

Half a month is enough for a person like Wilson to see through a person's true nature.

He didn't believe what Naginitang said. This kid must have discovered something. The timing of his appearance was too clever, as if he was sure that Barnett had disappeared at that time.

No, maybe it shouldn't be disappearance, but death.

Although there was no smell of blood left in the air, his soul smelled the smell of death.

Looking at the childish six-year-old figure of Naginitang leaving, Wilson's eyes flashed with thought. Although there was no evidence, he had a strong feeling that his brother was not simple.

At this moment, Naginitang didn't know that his seamless plan had aroused Wilson's doubts, and he didn't even know that the future New York gang emperor was already interested in him.

But even if he knew, Naginitang probably wouldn't care too much.

After all, in 1989, the name "Kingpin" was not the king of Hell's Kitchen, but a little guy that not many people knew about.

Besides, Naginitang had more important things to solve.

First, why did the white man killed in the Angel Orphanage turn into a clay sculpture after death? Was it because of the venom? If it was really venom, then why didn’t the German shepherd he killed earlier turn into a clay sculpture?

Second, after a white man dies, what is the gray energy that merges into his body? Is it beneficial or harmful to your body?

Third, after killing the white man, Naginitang learned that the other person was a New Yorker, and with the death of the white man, Naginitang obtained a capsule called the i-type growth potion.

At the same time, the next moment after getting the potion, a new side mission appeared in Naginitang's mind.

Side mission: The growth of the basilisk Nagini (2/2) (recurring mission, can be taken repeatedly)

Mission introduction: Kill 3 New Yorkers. Yes, the mission is that simple.

Mission Progress: 0%

Mission reward: Type II growth potion (can increase growth)

i-type growth potion?

Type II growth potion?

Does that mean that there is likely to be Type III growth potion?

Late at night, Owen left Naginitang's room. He felt very tired today. Although Nagini didn't say anything, he could feel what happened. Besides Naginitang, his other son Todo came, I've been worried a lot lately.

This strong middle-aged man felt old for the first time.

In the room, Naginitang was lying on a small wooden bed, looking at the red-blue liquid capsule in his hand under the moonlight.

Eat or not?

Naginitang's eyes flashed with hesitation, but after a moment, he threw the potion in his hand into his mouth.

Although the incident in the evening was perfectly solved by himself, it actually had a huge impact on him!

Especially the scene where Wilson broke the door with one punch. To be honest, Naginitang was a little envious of Wilson's strength, if it weren't for the fact that he was a poisonous snake, if it weren't for the fact that his venom was quite powerful.

A six-year-old boy, in the adult world, especially in the eyes of these vicious villains, he is nothing but a burden and a hostage!

Naginitang needs strength.

To be honest, this is the first time in the three months since he came to this world that he has longed for power.

Not for the so-called destruction of New York, but simply for himself, he needs power!

The red and blue liquid capsule passed through the throat. Under the corrosion of gastric acid, the translucent crystal skin melted, and the red and blue liquid intertwined together, eventually producing a wonderful chemical reaction.

A new element was generated in Naginitang's body, but the real change did not start from this time. The new element produced by the mixture of red and blue liquid would not react to Naginitang's body.

The only function of this new element is to draw out another force in Naginitang's body.

And this power is the gray energy separated from the body of the New Yorker when Naginitang killed him. Naginitang had a guess that when the amount of his venom reaches a certain level, he may have the ability to petrify. effect.

But this guess is wrong.

What really turned the thug at the Angel Orphanage into a puddle of ashes was not Naginitang's venom, but his identity as a New Yorker.

That gray power represents everything about Barnett, a New Yorker.

In other words, Naginitang killed Barnett because the other party's identity as a New Yorker triggered a special mechanism, and then he transformed from a carbon-based life form into a pure energy life form and was stored in Naginitang. Inside Gini Tang.

The red and blue liquid capsule plays a transformation role. The new element will decompose the pure energy life form Barnet into nutrients that Naginitang can quickly absorb.

Thus achieving a high-speed eruption period of growth.

The body was set on fire and detonated.

Naginitang's breathing became rapid, and a tearing pain made him frown. His heart turned into an erupting volcano, and streams of hot magma, along with billowing red dust, flooded Naginitang. body of.

The six-year-old childish body disappeared, and was replaced by a 2.3-meter black snake. His body was huddled together, and the black scales were spread out piece by piece.

Snakes are cold-blooded creatures, but at this moment, waves of heat are coming from the gaps between Naginitang's open scales. You can see that the white and tender snake skin under Naginitang's scales is now a touch of pink due to the high temperature.

"Boom!"

The body is like the cracked earth, and abundant nutrients are the rainwater that nourishes the earth.

The dry soil, moistened by rain, began to soften and swell.

As time passed by, Naginitang's body was also undergoing wonderful changes.

2.3 meters...

3.3 meters...

4.2 meters...

Half an hour later, Naginitang, who was sitting on the small wooden bed, opened his cold dark golden snake eyes. At this moment, he was already a 4.8-meter large snake. Maybe he shouldn't be called a snake. He should now be a 4.8-meter poisonous python.

The scales of the snake lin, which is completely black and about the size of a fingernail, are smaller than those of ordinary pythons, but its thickness and hardness are far superior to those of ordinary snakes.

His dark golden cold snake eyes scanned the surroundings. Compared to himself half an hour ago, his venom, sense of smell, strength, and even speed had all been horribly improved.

To be honest, if I went to the Angel Orphanage this afternoon in this state.

He doesn't need to use tactics to attack at all. With his absolute power to suppress, Naginitang is sure to break the opponent's bones the moment he entangles him!